Delicately lining the land with
Fresh fragrant love;
Melodic moisture quenching the
Earth’s yearning for sweet rain.
Oh but wait, not yet –
It scampers away as if to
Play ‘hard to get’ with those
Yearning for spring’s engaging embrace.
A freeze – an ice cold embrace;
Is winter back? It was never gone;
It’s only making a slow exit?
Only to remind us of the jealousy
Of the seasons to follow – it will be back.
And it won’t be long.
For now, scoot over winter
Spring has a sweet surprise for me!
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